The captain’s entire body appeared to tighten a second before he crouched a little at the knees…
Then he leapt at her, closing the distance between them in the blink of an eye.
Nara’s back hit the floor when his body plowed into her smaller one. He gripped her arms with his hands to pin her flat. She would have screamed if the air hadn’t been knocked from her lungs from the impact. The thick carpet saved her from being injured.
The alien sniffed at her, his face hovering over her throat. Nara gasped in air but didn’t move, realizing he could tear into her flesh with his fangs. His breath blew hot over her skin with each harsh pant.
He released her arm to grab hold of the front of her shirt.
The captain easily shredded the material, exposing her chest. He lowered his head and brushed his nose between her bared breasts. His wet hair dripped and dragged over her skin when his nose slid lower, toward her ribs. He yanked harder on the shirt, ripping it all the way to her waist.
“Please,” Nara begged. “Don’t hurt me. Captain? I’m Nara Barns from Earth.”
Her shirt ended up completely torn open, allowing him to rub his face on her stomach. He softly growled and released the destroyed shirt. He fisted the waist of her pants next. The cheap prisoner-issue material tore at his slight tug.
“Stop it!” Panic and fear battled for dominance. It might account for the sudden lightheadedness that struck, but her skin tingled, as if tiny little fingers were tapping over every inch of her.
That’s when she remembered the wolfman giving her the shot. As seconds passed, Nara noticed other symptoms coming on quickly. She felt feverish and a light sweat had broken out over her body. The feelings scared her.
The captain watched her but didn’t do anything else. It gave her the courage to attempt to wiggle away from him. He reached out and put his big hand on her chest, keeping her in place. Nara froze.
He lifted his hand, and this time she tried to sit up.
The captain pushed against her chest again, knocking her flat onto her back. He snagged her pants on one side with a big fist. One mighty jerk not only lifted her ass a few inches from the floor, but completely removed the pants. Her body dropped to the carpet, and he tossed the pants out of sight.
Suddenly, the feel of his nose pressed into the vee of her thighs drew a gasp from Nara. Guessing what he had planned, she grabbed the long strands of mane-like hair. Her fingers threaded through the soft wet tresses and she tugged frantically to drag his mouth away from her pussy.
He growled and ignored her actions, only pressing his face tighter against her thighs.
“No!” He was acting like an animal, so she’d treat him as such. “Bad! Stop it!”
His head jerked up, and pure rage flashed inside his exotic eyes when he glared at her. The snarl that came from his parted lips sounded vicious and threatening.
Nara froze, realizing how stupid that idea had been. He wasn’t some rude pet, sniffing at someone’s inseam. He was a huge alien who belonged to a warrior race.
One of the Pods had mentioned that, but she’d forgotten until this very second. It was a deadly mistake to make, especially if he decided to kill her.
She carefully and slowly released his hair and pulled her hands back until they rested flat, up near her shoulders. She twisted her wrists and dug her fingers into the thick carpet to refrain from grabbing him again.
He lifted his palm from her chest where he still had her pinned, snarled again as a warning, and continued to glare at her while he grabbed the inside of her thighs with strong hands. She didn’t struggle when he spread them wide, too afraid to do so, considering he appeared to want to take a bite out of her with those fangs once again on display. The captain was big enough to do anything he wanted.
“Easy,” she whispered. “I’m sorry but you’re scaring me. It’s rude to just shove your nose down there.”
Defiance flashed in his eyes as his hands pushed her thighs even wider apart, holding her totally open, his face just inches above her exposed pussy.
She stared into his beautiful golden gaze, watching as his expression changed to a near-pleading look as he glanced down, a soft whine coming from his throat.
Maybe he can’t talk, she thought.
He inhaled, another soft pained sound coming from him, and she remembered he was suffering from a need of female hormones. That mousy alien had warned her what would be in store for her if she’d agreed.
Nara swallowed hard. He could force her—hurt her, for that matter, do anything he wanted. Instead, he hesitated, hovering just inches from taking what he needed. He waited until she reluctantly nodded.
A deal was a deal. At least he wasn’t that horned devil guy who’d talked about her like she were food or a torture candidate.
“Okay. I’m still scared, but strangely starting to get turned on. Your people drugged me with something and it’s definitely taking effect.” She drew in a deep breath. “Just don’t hurt me.”
His gaze lowered to her pussy. A soft rumble came from his parted lips. It wasn’t a frightening sound this time. His nostrils flared when he sniffed at her again, and then he lowered his face.
Nara tensed as he nudged her labia. It surprised her when he slowly nuzzled against her, spreading her slightly with his nose, sniffing more. She clawed the carpet, forcing herself to stay still even though the urge to twist away grew strong.
She never could have expected how it would feel when his tongue darted out and glided through her slit.
Then he hit her clit, and she gasped. It didn’t hurt at all, but the instant jolt of lust felt as foreign as he was.
He shifted his hold on her thighs, until his thumbs spread her sex wide open to his mouth. He had a thick tongue, wet and hot. He licked her in long, slow strokes. Feeling overwhelmed, she tried to wiggle away but he held her firm, his upper body pressing against her to drive her ass firmly down into the carpet.
“Wait,” she gasped.
He ignored her, moving back up from her slit to her clit. He paused, and then began licking her again.
Nara threw her head back, her fingers clawing the carpet as sensations swamped her, strong as electric volts. Pleasure spread through her lower body up to her stomach, making it tighten, and to her chest, where her nipples hardened.
“Bad,” she moaned. “Really bad.”
He growled against her clit before his tongue moved away. She felt air blow across the bundle of nerves, making her keenly aware of the ache either he or the drugs had created, a second before he pressed his tongue against her entrance, pushing inside her pussy. He pierced her with it, and growled louder. The sound created vibrations that heightened her pleasure even more.
She was stunned again when he shook his head a little, pressing his face tighter between her spread thighs to push his tongue deeper. She felt it moving languidly, as though he were kissing her. The feeling was strange, but so good. She’d never had a man do that before. She tried to ease away from his mouth again, for a moment of relief, but his hands held her pinned flat and open.
He withdrew his tongue, a darker snarl coming from him as he found her clit again. He didn’t slowly lick this time. He lapped with sure, fast strokes, almost frantically, with just the tip of his tongue.
Pleasure tore through Nara, raw sensations she couldn’t escape from, what with his strong hold on her and his tongue moving ruthlessly. She tensed, her body going rigid as she panted, moans tearing through her parted lips that she couldn’t hold back. Her vaginal walls clenched, tightened, and she knew she was going to come. It surprised her, but it felt so good she got over the shock quickly as she cried out, ecstasy rolling through her.
“Oh God!” she shouted.
He snarled something, perhaps a word she didn’t understand, before he stopped touching her clit to enter her pussy with his tongue again, shoving it inside deep, lapping at her release.
Now she understood what feeding him meant.
The sensation of that tongue extended her climax until she nearly passed out from oversensitivity. He withdrew it, and her body slumped to the carpet. The sound of her heavy breathing seemed loud inside the room, and she forced her eyes open to stare at the dim ceiling above.
He’d licked her until she’d climaxed. It sure hadn’t hurt. The drugs she’d been given made her feel a little sleepy at that moment, but she fought the urge to pass out. She lifted her head to stare at the man still holding her thighs spread wide.
His golden gaze studied her back.
He moved, releasing her legs, and his body rose from the floor. Nara tensed as the massive alien crawled up her body until his face hovered over her breasts. He flattened his palms on the carpet next to her ribs, caging her under him, and his hips kept her thighs spread. He searched her gaze, seeming to look for something.
“Cathian.” He had a deep, husky voice when he spoke.
“What?”
“My name is Cathian.”
“But your crew called you Vellar.”
He slowly lowered his upper chest until their skin was plastered together. His body felt unusually warm, but he didn’t crush her under his massive frame, bracing just enough weight with his forearms to avoid that.
“My official title is Captain Cathian Vellar, Ambassador to Tryleskian. You will call me Cathian.” He paused. “What is your name?”
She’d already told him but he’d seemed a little irate at the time. “Nara Barns. I’m a captain too. At least, I was until I was arrested for illegal trade and the authorities impounded my shuttle.”
A frown twisted his lips. “You’re a sex slave. I was told they planned to buy one to feed me.”
She wanted to wince over him believing she was a hooker. “I’m a trader by profession, but I got caught in the wrong solar system.”
“Hm.” His gaze lowered to her throat then flicked to her blonde hair spread out next to her head. “Illegal drugs?”
“Medicine only. I’m not a pusher of entertainment crap.”
He studied her eyes. “I don’t care as long as you don’t take them. And you don’t.”
“How do you know?”
“I’d taste them on you and smell them. I’m a Tryleskian.”
“I don’t know what that means. I’ve never heard of your people before today.”
He sniffed. “They did give you Assionex.”
“What’s that?”
“The drug females take to help stimulate and prepare them before males go into heat.”
“That wolfman gave me a shot without my permission.”
Humor curved his lips. “You mean Dovis. He’s my best friend and first officer, in charge of my ship when I’m not. I know what a wolf is, and he’d be offended to be compared to a dog. Never call him that to his face. Did they tell you what I’m going to do to you?”
“Sort of.”
His beautiful eyes narrowed until his thick eyelashes nearly obscured his golden irises. “I’ll be senseless again soon, but right after I ingest your hormones I will have minutes of lucidity. You produce strong amounts, or I’d still be consuming you. I’m glad that theory about your race has proven true.”
“What theory?”
“Human females have strong sexual hormones in their fluids.”
That news surprised her. “We do?”
A soft growl made his chest vibrate against hers. “Yes. And I’m starving. I need you again.”
“But we just—”
He pushed up, his chest sliding across her stomach as he lowered himself down her body. “Don’t fight me. I become violent, in case they didn’t warn you. Females from my planet are traveling to meet us. They will arrive in time for me to pick one of them with whom to complete the heat cycle. You’re lucky for that.”
Nara didn’t fight as he spread her thighs wider when he stretched out on his belly, his face inches from her pussy again. One of his hands adjusted her until his mouth and her clit lined up. She still didn’t protest, the current conversation distracting her.
“Why am I lucky?”
Their gazes met and held. “I’ll have ingested enough hormones from feeding off you to need to release my seed at the end of my heat cycle.” He darted a glance at her pussy then looked at her again. “You’re small, and I’m afraid you couldn’t take the rough mating that will result during my release.”
“What does that mean?”
His fingers spread her labia open, exposing her to him again. “It means after feeding on your hormones, I’ll be ready to spill my seed for hours to complete the cycle when I’ve had my fill. You don’t want to know what that entails.”
She swallowed down a little fear. “What if that ship doesn’t reach us before you, um, need to do that? I want to know.”
He tilted his head, watching her. “My crew will do what needs done. You will be secured face down and bent forward for easier penetration, and I’ll take you for hours, unable to stop until all the hormones are released with my seed. It is a bit barbaric, but the females from my planet enjoy it, from what they’ve assured me. I’m not certain it would have the same effect on a human. But I’m afraid with your smaller, weaker form, I’d harm you.” He growled. “Hungry…”
Nara’s mouth opened to ask him the dozens of questions that filled her mind, but he buried his face, his tongue aiming straight for her clit.
Pleasure gripped her and moans tore from her parted lips instead. The drug obviously helped her recover faster, and she ached for release almost the second he started. She shifted her legs and rested her heels on his shoulders. He didn’t seem to care that her thighs pillowed each side of his face in that position.
She came a second time. Cathian pulled her thighs apart and drove his tongue inside her pussy, fucking her with it. She didn’t mean to move, but her hips rocked hard against his tongue. The sensation made her ache for more.
He pinned her again until she couldn’t move from the waist down. When he was done, he used his forearms to brace his weight, climbing higher up her body until he collapsed over her, his head between her breasts and his chest against her stomach.
Nara caught her breath and looked down. She realized his eyes were closed—and then he started to lightly snore.
Stunned, she just gaped at him. He might be an alien but he’s still a male, passing out after getting what he wants from me. She resisted the snort that nearly surfaced at that thought. Her body actually ached for more after being tongue screwed enough that she was turned-on all over again, and her clit throbbed uncomfortably as she lay there.
She hoped the drugs were the cause.
She wiggled around in an attempt to shift his heavy body off hers, wanting to get out from under him. He growled in his sleep, a mean sound, and his legs shifted to the outside of her thighs, pinning her down more firmly. He continued to lightly snore when she ceased her movements.
Breathing became tough as he relaxed further in his slumber, crushing her into the thick carpet. He had to weigh well over two hundred and fifty pounds. Nara hesitated and then touched his hair. The soft, thick texture curled slightly around her shaking fingers. Next, she touched his broad shoulders, trying to push him to one side and move him enough to wiggle out from under his dead weight.
He growled again and his arms and legs tightened around her body, clinging.
He wasn’t going to let her go in his sleep. Nara took a shallow breath, guessing it was some weird alien instinct to keep her close. She closed her eyes, concentrated, and thought of the three Pod guys. Could they hear her thoughts still?
Help! Can you hear me? Can you still read my mind? Your captain is on top of me, passed out, and I can’t move him. Please send that wolfman in here to lift him off.
Minutes passed without the door opening to the private cabin. Frustration and irritation battled inside Nara. She softly cursed, trying again to find the strength in her arms to push the captain’s shoulders up. If she could just move him a few inches, she might be able to twist her upper body enough to make him slide off her. Obviously, the Pod guys were either not listening to her thoughts or they were ignoring her plea for help. She assumed the latter. They had tossed her into Cathian’s cabin, after all, regardless of her safety.
Her arms strained, but she couldn’t lift him. Tryleskian alien men were huge. She wiggled her ass, trying to at least separate them that way—but halted that action when hot, thick flesh pressed against her thigh.
Cathian might be passed out, but part of him was still awake and hard.
She tried to move the other way, but that didn’t work either. If anything, his cock seemed to press more firmly against her thigh. She froze, realizing she wasn’t imagining it. His cock had definitely grown stiffer.
A soft growl came from his lips and his body tensed.
Nara looked down to stare at his face and watched his eyes open slowly. He stared back, their gazes meeting.
“Please get off me.”
He moved his hips, pressing his erection harder against her inner thigh.
Alarm tore through her. She shook her head. “You said you couldn’t have sex until you had all the hormones you needed.”
His mouth opened and his tongue slid out, wetting his lower lip. Passion flared in his eyes as he braced his arms, lifted off her a little, until some of his weight eased from her. She adjusted her arms to push herself up but he lowered his body again.
“I can have sex, but I can’t find release until all the hormones I need trigger that part of my heat.” He rubbed against her thigh, moaning. “It is still pleasurable.”
“I didn’t sign up for that. I was told no penetration, just oral, and you already broke that promise with your tongue.”
He growled, a flash of irritation on his handsome features. “It’s how I feed.” He eased down her body, shoving at her thighs. “I’m hungry again.”
“No way. You just―”
A snarl tore from him before he buried his face, spreading her open for his tongue, and started to lap at her clit again.
Nara moaned. She was in a world of trouble if this was an indication of the next six days. He’d kill her. No one could survive climaxing over and over for days. He hadn’t even slept for more than fifteen minutes.
It took longer, but she came, and Nara knew what would happen next. He entered her pussy with his tongue, lapping up her release, growling softly all the while. When he’d had enough, he rose up and collapsed on top of her again, pinning her under his massive body.
The snoring didn’t bother her this time, She yawned, exhausted from the stress of being a prisoner, of being sold at auction, and the multiple orgasms.